Hentai Boxing! (Ari Nagawa vs Leto Nikos)

[TheManVan]

Match Type: Hentai Boxing
Length: 12 Rounds
Rules: Knockdowns Penalty is Forced Climax
3 Knockdowns penalty is the loser getting fucked
TKO penalty is POW
Hentai is Allowed except for low blows
Attire: Nude

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There wasn’t much in the world to get Ari Nagawa nervous about a sexual battle. She had competed against some of the best women in the world in battles of sex in numerous situation and exhausting wars. But not quite like this tonight. Tonight was not able grappling, it was about striking and although she had improved her striking several folds over the years, it was a specific kind of striking. Ari had never been in a Boxing match and most of her improved striking was focused around kicks, meaning she was at quite a disadvantage tonight. But as there was a number of uncertainty revolving around this match, there was still elements that suited her just fine.

There would never be a situation where Ari would turn away when sex with a beautiful woman would be involved and tonight was no different. She was even pleased that there would be nothing between them besides the leather boxing gloves. Putting on a white robe to cover her body from the elements as she made her way out, Ari soon found herself on stage to a roaring crowd that was anxious and excited for the coming bout!

Making her way down the ramp with her red gloves and robes, Ari ascended the stairs into the ring, stepping underneath the middle rope and into the ring as she raised her gloves up! The feeling of uncomfortableness with the gloves around her hands did not disappear, Ari hoping that when the bell ring things would begin to change as she needed something to feel right at this moment, as she took off her robe and leaving all of her body bare for the crowd before her opponent was even in the arena!

Spoiler

Standing there exposed was a little comfort for Ari as she waited to see what woman would step to her!

[MR. Q]

Spoiler

Katarina Volkova stood backstage, her face grimaced in disgust as she stared at the skimpy robe hanging on the hook before her. This... this lewd circus of an event was everything she loathed. Flashing flesh, squealing crowds, and the sickening sounds of pleasure that echoed through these halls were like nails on a chalkboard to her.

But orders were orders—even if they came from the depraved minds that ran LAW. Katarina was a soldier first and foremost. She followed orders, no matter how repugnant. Throwing her robe aside, she stepped out into the blinding lights of the arena—her muscular body on full display for the lecherous eyes of the audience.

She strode down the ramp like a woman on a mission, her eyes narrowed in focus. Each step was calculated, her powerful thighs flexing with each movement. The crowd roared at the sight of her—some in excitement, others in trepidation. She paid them no mind. Only one thing mattered: winning.

Katarina climbed into the ring, her gloves cracking as she made a fist. She stood across from Ari Nagawa, drinking in the sight of her opponent. Another pretty thing, no doubt drawn in by the promise of pleasure and easy glory. Fools, the lot of them.

Unfortunately for her, she's not alone for this fight.

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As Leto entered the ring, Ivan followed closely behind—his powerful body on full display for the hungry crowd. His red hair and striking blue eyes stood out amidst the sea of flesh and sweat. Unlike Leto, Ivan showed no sign of disgust or reservation. His cock was already rock hard.

His eyes roamed over Ari Nagawa's exposed body, drinking in every curve and valley. He licked his lips unconsciously.

He gave her a small wave.

[TheManVan]

As Ari was waiting in the ring, with all of herself for all of the crowd to bear, she at least felt comfortable standing there in her birthday suit as her opponent soon appeared on stage. She was much more brash than Ari was, coming out with foregoing her robe and strutting down to the ring naked as the crowd got riled at that sight. The anticipation in the crowd only grew as the other white haired woman stepped into the ring, opposite of Ari with the two naked women getting set to do battle!

Her blue eyes narrowed on her opponent’s blue eye, the other covered with an eyepatch for a flair of intimidation. Focused on winning herself, Ari couldn’t help but admire the beautiful bare body of her opponent with her eyes trailing across Leto’s body brazenly and with no attempt to hide itself.

But soon Ari realized her opponent did not come along, noticing there was another pair of eyes looking at her. Her manager or corner as she surmised. The look in his eyes was like everyone else in the arena, admiring the beauty of her bare body. She gave him the courtesy of acknowledging his wave, but she had other pressing matters to focus on, her dangerous looking naked foe standing in front of her.

Soon she would take a step, her bare feet digging into the coarse mat as she would stand in the center of the ring as if daring her opponent to come meet her there for a proper face off!

[MR. Q]

Leto stood across from Ari in the center of the ring, her powerful muscles tensed and ready for action. She smashed her gloved knuckles menacingly, the leather creaking with the movement.

Her blue eye narrowed as she appraised Ari's body, drinking in every curve and dip of flesh. She noted the confidence in the younger woman's stance, the way she met Leto's gaze head-on. A small smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth. This one had fire, at least. It would make breaking her all the sweeter.

The referee stepped between them, barking out the rules and instructions in a bored monotone. Leto tuned him out, her focus laser-sharp on Ari. Her nipples hardened in the cool air, but she paid them no mind. It was nothing to her.

The bell rang, signaling the start of the match. Leto launched herself at Ari faster than the eye could follow, her fist cocked back and aimed straight for Ari's jaw.

[TheManVan]

The referee explained the rules, Ari had the gist of it as she did not take her eyes off of Leto, the woman was just as eager as her to get the fight started. Perhaps even more so than her. Unlike Ari, she seemed much more comfortable and confident in this kind of environment as Ari could only feel the anticipation building within her. After the explanation was done, the referee soon called for the bell as the fight was underway!

Ari lifted her gloves to show a sign of respect before they started beating up and off each other, but her inexperience in this realm showed as it allowed Leto to land a solid punch to the jaw!

Her world was violently shook as she immediately back pedaled, trying to recognize what just happened before she put the pieces together. A surge of frustration and anger welled within her when she realized that Leto had no intentions of taking things slow within the first few seconds as she would spring off her back foot and lunge at Leto with a retaliation hook!

[MR. Q]

The crack of flesh connecting with flesh echoed through the arena as Leto's fist made solid contact with Ari's jaw. The force of the blow snapped Ari's head back, her ponytail whipping through the air. Leto didn't give her opponent a moment to recover, pressing her advantage as she stalked forward.

Ari's retaliation hook flew wide, connecting with nothing but air as Leto deftly sidestepped the swing. There was no hesitation in her movements, no wasted energy. Each step, each twist of her powerful torso was calculated and precise.

Leto seized the opening Ari's swing provided, stepping inside her guard and unleashing a brutal uppercut to the younger woman's solar plexus.

Ivan watched from ringside, his hand pumping his rigid cock steadily as he watched Leto and Ari.

What? They're two sexy nude ladies boxing.

[TheManVan]

Swinging for the fences, her attack was indeed powerful but heavily telegraphed as Leto side stepped Ari’s retaliation and left her hitting nothing. Her weight was still going forward and trying to regain her balance was as awkward as it was long, forcing to take a hard step forward to stop herself. But there was something else to put a dead stop to her, it was Leto’s fist swinging upwards and drilling her right in the chest!

“Huuuuuugh!” Ari gasped out, the wind was unceremoniously and violently taken away from her as Leto got her right in the solar plexus and stopped Ari in more ways than one. Her posture sunk, trying to cover up as she heaved for air, the shot causing everything to shoot right up into her head. Knowing that she needed time to recover and standing there was not an option, Ari took a step into Leto and threw her arms around her!

Attempting to tie up Leto, she mashed their bare bodies against one another in a way that she would delighted being in had it not been for the critical situation she was in just mere moments into the match! Her legs tried to find weight back underneath her as she held on to Leto, her breasts pressing deep into her opponent’s as she tried to control her arms and prevent any more beatings for the moment.

[MR. Q]

Leto grunted in surprise as Ari suddenly mashed their bodies together, the soft press of skin against skin sending an unwanted shiver down her spine. She gritted her teeth, disgusted by the intimate contact. This was a fight, dammit. Not some sick foreplay.

Despite her discomfort, Leto didn't struggle or push Ari away. She used the opportunity to her advantage instead. Her arms snaked around Ari's torso, locking the younger woman in a vice-like grip. She squeezed, feeling Ari's ribs against her biceps.

"What I hate is weakness," Leto growled into Ari's ear, her breath hot against the shell. "And weakness will be punished."

Leto slammed Ari into the ropes, pinning her opponent with her body. The younger woman's back pressed against the soft ropes as Leto's form trapped Ari in place. Leto's powerful arms squeezed around Ari's legs, keeping her pinned and vulnerable.

Ari's nude breasts mashed obscenely against Leto's bare breasts as the older wrestler began raining down small but brutal body blows. Her gloved fists hammered into Ari's sides and stomach, each punch carefully calculated to maximize pain.

The crowd roared, whipped into a frenzy by the lewd display. Leto ignored them, focused entirely on breaking Ari down.

[TheManVan]

Wrapping her arms around and pulling Leto in, Ari tried to catch her breath, sweat had yet to build on either one of their bodies so their skin retained the soft and sleek feeling sending shudders throughout Ari, unbeknownst to her the same feeling was running through Leto’s body. But her opponent was in the place to dictate what happens and she exerted her full authority over as she wrapped her arms around her, the strong muscles clamping around her and digging into her ribs made Ari winch in pain as she was pulled aside and towards the ropes!

She back stumbled, trying to keep her feet underneath her as Leto bore into her, squishing their breasts between their bodies before Leto pinned her against the ropes! The ropes were much more relaxed than a wrestling ring, shocking Ari after being used to the high tension cables, but even with the different consistency of the ropes, it did not change her situation. Leto was still bearing into her, her proud chest pushing her own back as the tinge of excitement pulse between her legs.

Leto declaration of her hatred of weakness was made loud and clear as she began to swing for Ari’s exposed sides!

“Guh! Guuhhh!” Ari gasped out, her head having moved over to Leto’s shoulder showed her expressions of pain as the short ranged body blows battered into her sides, sliding her back and forward as she twisted and turned from the hits.

Her arms curled inwards, trying to shield off her sides as her gloves would end up pushing right into Leto’s side boobs, digging the leather into the soft orbs as she tried to weather the storm!

[MR. Q]

Leto grunted as Ari's gloves dug into her breasts, the leather biting into soft flesh. She barely registered the discomfort, however. Her focus was singular—breaking Ari down, bit by brutal bit.

The younger woman's attempts to shield herself only served to amuse Leto. Watching Ari squirm and twist, gasping out those pained little noises... it sent a dark thrill through her. This was what Leto lived for—the power, the control, the sweet sound of another's agony.

"Fight back," Leto taunted, her hot breath ghosting over Ari's ear. "If you think you can handle it."

Leto leaned down, her hot breath ghosting over Ari's sensitive nipple before her teeth closed around the tender bud. She sucked hard, almost painfully, her tongue flicking over the pebbled nub. At the same time, her gloved fists continued their brutal assault, pounding into Ari's stomach and sides with ruthless precision.

The crowd went wild at the lewd display, their cheers and jeers echoing through the arena. Some called out lewd encouragements, others simply reveled in the carnage. Leto paid them no mind.